Can't you see the look in my eyes (Open)

[Hay-lin Mae]

Hay-lin walked onto the sand, smiling at the sound of water hitting the shore. There was just something calming about the water. Yet she was also afraid of it, thankfully this wasn’t the ocean, and it was a harmless lake. She would be fine as long as she didn’t go too deep. Considering she didn’t know how to swim, and wouldn’t be able to use her power without touching the ground, it would be extremely hard for her to get back on land, where her feet touch the ground. If her feet couldn’t/didn’t touch solid ground she did not like it, and was afraid of it. That being said, she did not like cars, trains, planes, or boats. Which was fine, since she was rarely ever in any of those things, she hardily went outside of pilot Ridge since all her friends and family lived here, there was no reason to go anywhere else. Granted she took the spring and summer off to shoot a movie, it was her first American movie, and she was quite proud to have done it.

Now being back in pilot ridge, she was back to work, working with the students at Hammel, and at her mother’s dance studio where she helped where she could. Now, in this Saturday, in this moment she just wanted to relax, without working, just relaxing. Read a book, listen to music, walk along the sand shore, and maybe walk in the water. The things people usually did while at the lake, except she wouldn’t be swimming. Instead of bringing Olive who was her guide dog, she had her walking stick, and her power to guide her. She didn’t feel like dealing with watching over someone else, and she figured the dog needed a break anyways.

Here she was near the water; she took her sandals off and walked to wear the water lapped at her feet. Gasping as she felt how cold the water was, it was an interesting sensation. Smiling though, it was nice to be at the lake again, to be somewhere where she can just relax and not have to worry about anything. These past couple of months have been stressful considering, but she was slowly getting over it.

[Cyrus Wright]

Cyrus had always enjoyed swimming, especially as a child when the air conditioning had been cut off. Then it had been a river not far from his house; he had been relieved to discover the lake when he was a teenager attending Hammel, an easy way to reconnect with his home. Now he rarely thought of his childhood home and when he did it was hardly a good thing. The water was cool and refreshing, not to mention a great way to stay in shape, which was why he bothered with it now.

He generally tried to avoid people when he had come for a workout, but he hadn’t gone to his usual spot along the lake as it was hard to reach and he was actually feeling lazy. He had been swimming for about twenty minutes when he was heading back into the shore, floating on his back and kicking his feet. He turned himself over neatly and was surprised to see a slim figure dipping her feet into the water. She was vaguely familiar and as he came closer he put a name to her face. She was relatively new and he hadn’t really talked to her outside of the usual casual conversation one might pass with a rarely seen co-worker.

Never one to miss an opportunity he put on his best smile as he touched bottom and began to wade into the shore. After a few seconds his brain registered that she couldn’t see him and also that she probably couldn’t sense him in the water, though he wasn’t a hundred percent. Not wanting to be rude, he called out.

“Hullo there! Beautiful day, huh? Hay-lin, right?” He asked, rising out of the water until he was only standing up to his ankles, his long blonde hair falling in a wet, snarled mess around his face.

[Hay-lin Mae]

For Hay-lin it was a lot harder for her to ‘recognize’ people, sometimes she could tell by dress style, stature, weight, built, physical things from her power. However, a lot of the time it was voices she recognized, which made it difficult to figure out who was about to walk up to her and talk to her. Not that she would ever give people a reason to not talk to her, she quite enjoyed speaking with people she knew, and even the random stranger once in awhile. There were times however she didn’t know the people that knew her, only because of the fact that some people she did not talk to, not because she didn’t want to but because the situation hadn’t come along to talk to that certain person. Where sometimes she had talked to certain people but only once in awhile, not enough to be able to be a name to the voice.

She smiled as the stranger (to her) greeted her, “Ah yes, the water has a nice chill to it, and the warmth of the sun is very comforting. And yes I’m Hay-lin, but I do have to apologize for not knowing your name.” Or who he even was… She turned on her power; it was like flipping a light switch in her mind. The man walking provided the vibrations, even though very subtle and vague that she needed to see her surrounding, his build and hair looked vaguely familiar but still couldn’t reach her mind for a name. “I do know you are a teacher at Hammel, correct?” That much she knew, she remembered the voice from a co-worker.